She identified her flight and moved quickly to her departure gate where she sat staring across the concourse walkway into the adjacent gate. A man, a ...woman and a small child, no older than four, were huddled together with some sort of turmoil swirling around them. Megan tried to focus on other people but the obviously tearful goodbye kept drawing her back to them. The woman was dressed in a business suit and was holding her daughter in her arms. The little girl was clinging onto her mommy’s. The blond from last night happened to live a couple of streets from my mother in laws house and was going to take her there. She said the girl had to get home herself, but I would have to take Chelsea home when she got up. Gladly, I rolled over and went right back to sleep enjoying having the whole bed to myself. I only slept for another hour or so and I got up to make myself some breakfast and Chelsea. When I walked out into the living room I saw Chelsea asleep on the sofa in her little booty. She said just to let her take the lead to which I said ok! She leaned in and pressed her full red lips on mine and we slowly started kissing. After a few seconds I felt her lips part and her tongue begin to slide along my lips. So I opened my mouth a little bit causing her to dart her tongue in my mouth. It wasn't long until I got the hang of it, and we were having a tongue tussle that lasted for 10 minutes at least! While we were kissing I automatically ran my hands up her night shirt/night. This time, as they kissed, he pressed for and got entry with his tongue. He slid his hand to her bare midriff and stroked her skin just above where her ovaries were, almost like he was trying to coax them into dropping an egg for him. Becca wiggled and her leg went over his. She pressed her pussy against his leg and ground it against him. Bob pushed her away and his fingers went to the button of her shorts. He fumbled, not able to get it because it buttoned backwards from how men's pants.